“Remember to eat everything on your plate, dear. Old Betty has to keep all of you growing warriors fed, so there shouldn’t be any reason to waste food,” the elderly woman advises Luke from behind the serving counter after handing … Continue reading →

Today was going to be a day of writing when my son wasn’t demanding that I chase him around the house. On a whim, I looked into something and spent the day planning what I would need when I go … Continue reading →

The second Luke passes through the large wooden doors of the stables, he is struck by the scent of hay and animals. He can see that the long, back wall of the stables is the defensive wall with several windows … Continue reading →

Arriving once a month Scheduled By a demented madman The night begins With the innocent feast Replicas of food From a foreign land Drenched in sauces That range from soup To liquid fire It is a hearty meal That breaks … Continue reading →

(Note: I’m writing this with a 100+ fever, so bear with me here.) I read a fantasy book where the main character was flawless. He learned magic and swordsmanship with ease. The other characters were in awe of him even … Continue reading →

The grass is still moist with dew by the time Luke and Stiletto come within sight of the military academy. Luke is awe-struck by the academy, which is surrounded by an enormous wooden wall. Even more impressive than the wall … Continue reading →